Fisherman [ Danmei MTL ]

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Zhao Qian brought a bowl of porridge into the room. Yesterday, the bedding was fine. Now it looks like a wrinkled old face.

The person wrapped in it clings to him with his back, and he doesn't move.

He walked over lightly, wondering in his heart: Why haven't he woken up yet? Last night, in order to retrieve the dignity of a man, I did a bit too much, but it was also due to a reason. Who made this fool say something unpleasant to say something outrageous.

But looking at the shrunken teenager with a thin back, he still feels distressed.

"Xiao Yu, are you awake?"

Brother Zhou faced the wall. He had been awake for a while, and opened his eyes and looked outside. The sun was out, and he was shocked. He had never slept before struggling to get up to cook, but he almost staggered and fell to the ground with his feet on the ground.

Then, with all the pain in his body, he told him that there was nothing wrong with Brother Zhao!

Hearing Zhao Qian's footsteps approaching, he hurriedly returned to the bed, closed his eyes and held the quilt corner, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

There was only one thought in his mind: Zhao Ge actually lied to him.

He didn't want to answer when he spoke.

Zhao Qian, is he still sleeping? 

He stretched out his hand and touched the young man's forehead.

The temperature was normal and he was not sick.

When he was a little anxious, Brother Zhou moved and opened his red eyes.

"You're awake, I thought you were sick." He breathed a sigh of relief, brought the porridge over, and sat on the side of the bed.

"I made the porridge and drink a little."

Brother Zhou sat up with a pain in his waist, but it's fine, he frowned and stared at Zhao Qian.

"Why are you lying to me?"

"Huh?" Zhao Qian put down his porridge scooping hand.

"What did I lie to you?"

Even if he racked his brains, he couldn't think of anything.

A lie that made the teenager angry to the point of getting married the next morning!

Brother Zhou was very indignant when he saw that he didn't mean to admit it at all, but he couldn't express himself, so he could not say anything.

Looking at the boy's unbuttoned clothes, Zhao Qian stretched out his hand to help him tidy up.

There were some bruises on his body.

He suddenly thought of it. Last night, the monkey was anxious and didn't ask him how he misunderstood him, so he changed.

With a fierce look, he leaned in front of him and asked, "Who told you I can't do it!"

Zhou Ge'er's righteousness was so arrogant that he was asked such a straightforward sentence.

"Huh? Why don't you speak?"

Brother Zhou opened his eyes, also, it seems that Brother Zhao himself hadn't said it, it was all his own guesses, then since it's okay, before...
he lowered his head and said embarrassedly.

"Why didn't you have the same room with me before?"

Zhao Qian squeezed chuming's acupoint and rubbed the boy's head vigorously.